This Time, I Won't Be Kind

Kind and charming, those are the words that define her. Still, those cannot help her to escape from her inborn misfortune.

Hecate, the beloved saintess is now facing death in the hands of a man who claims to love her, the crown prince.

"Why? Why are you doing this?"

"... How stupid. Because you have no use to me now"

At the end of the sentence, the sword slashed down, piercing her warm heart and slicing her body deeply.

It all happened so fast, as if the stars watching from the night sky has come to pity her, a thousand years later, she opened her eyes to see herself in the unfamiliar body of the wicked witch, Zuriel.

Story is mine but art is not!